i survived my first day of class for the semester. there was about ten minutes last night that i had myself convinced that the sense of accomplishment that came from completing last semester was enough for me and i didn't really need to go back. then i realized that dropping out of school for the 8th time would probably kill that sense of accomplishment so i sucked it up and hauled my ass out of bed at 6:30 this morning. good for me.
my kitty is sick.
or bulemic. or he got knocked-up by the dog. 
below: a conversation. enjoy.
me: your dog is gay.
clyde: he is not. the cat is gay.
me: i saw the dog chewing on a penis yesterday.
clyde: that's food.
my kitty is sick.
or bulemic. or he got knocked-up by the dog.
below: a conversation. enjoy.
me: your dog is gay.
clyde: he is not. the cat is gay.
me: i saw the dog chewing on a penis yesterday.
clyde: that's food.
